The Pearl on the Emperor’s Crown

Xie Ying's tone was not ambiguous, but Zhu Yi reacted. She looked at Xie Ying, quickly retracted her hand, and asked, "Really not hurt?"

Xie Ying said, "Really, otherwise I will take off my clothes and let the princess check it carefully?"

Seeing that he dared to say this, Zhu Yi said at ease: "No."

Xie Ying stretched out her hand to pinch the tip of Zhu Yi's nose and said with a smile: "I will let Shen Xing send the princess back to the palace."

He was so anxious to let her go, Zhu Yi was startled slightly and asked: "Why? You don't want me to accompany you more?"

Xie Ying said, "Of course." Seeing that Zhu Yi's doubts were not alleviated at all, he said: "If I can, I would like to tie the princess to my waist and carry it everywhere."

"Nonsense! I am such a big person, how do you tie it, you tie it to me?" He can't speak well?

Xie Ying chuckled and deliberately pressed Zhu Yi's face and said: "Is it possible to tie the princess with a rope? The princess can think clearly before agreeing. If you are tied by me, you will not be able to move, so I am right. Do whatever you want."

Whatever he thinks, he just hinted too much...Zhu Yi blushed and frowned. This man was completely two people before and after the others, and their conversation was more and more biased by him. He said: "Don't change the subject. You haven't said why you want to drive me away?"

"I didn't drive the princess away. I called someone to discuss the matter. I don't know how late it will be. I can't let the princess stay here waiting for me."

Zhu Yi said: "It's okay, you go. I, I want to wait for you here. Anyway, I'm out, and I don't want to go back to the palace like this." Zhu Yi looked at the ground as he spoke, and didn't even look at Xie Ying. But in the words it is obvious that it is all reluctance to him.

Xie Ying looked at Zhu Yi in silence for a moment, then turned and went out.

Zhu Yi crouched on Xie Ying's book case and fiddled with the pair of jade carved red bird on the case. Soon after hearing footsteps be heard again behind her, she turned her head and said, "Why are you back again?"

Xie Ying said, "Well, I won't discuss it today."

When Xie Ying went out and asked Shen Xingliu to notify everyone of the temporary cancellation of the meeting, Shen Xingliu was not surprised at all. Xie Yingduo cared about Zhu Yi, he saw it more than anyone else. Since the princess is here, the elder son puts the princess first.

Zhu Yi doesn't know that Xie Ying is doing this for her. She doesn't think she has such a big charm. She just treats it as a coincidence, and says happily: "It's great!"

Xie Ying also smiled. He sat next to the Luohan bed with a thin brocade cushion, and patted the position beside him: "Come here."

Zhu Yi cocked the corner of his mouth secretly, and moved over it reluctantly, trying to sit on the bed, but was caught directly into Xie Ying's arms. He said: "Princess, no one is bothering you, I want to tell you something."

Zhu Yi looked at him.

Xie Ying said: "I haven't told you about the cause of your father's death. Not only you are investigating, but I also sent people to investigate. Recently, I found out that most of your brother is still alive."

Zhu Yi stared at Xie Ying in a daze. It turned out that he had known her secretly. But back then, her mother set fire to the house because she couldn't bear the death of her father, and took her brother to follow her father. Only when she was given to Concubine Tong to take care of her, how could her brother still be alive?

Xie Ying said: "Princess think about it, your mother, in the torment of the bereavement, persisted until you gave birth to you and then went with her husband. She couldn't bear to take you away even though you were still in her womb, let alone you already. Six-year-old brother?"

"You mean, my brother didn't die in the fire with my mother? However, he was six years old at the time, so he should remember it. If he was alive, why he never found me."

"There is always a reason." Xie Ying stroked Zhu Yi's head lightly. In fact, he had already found someone, but it still needs further investigation. "Princess rest assured, as long as others are still alive, I will find it for you."

Zhu Yi wanted to say thank you, but after all he didn't say it, just remembered it in his heart.

She suddenly remembered that this morning, the emperor asked her to go to the South Study, but he called Xie Shao to come over. Zhu Yi's heart was immediately disturbed. When all the Fans met, would there be King Yong Nan and others... Thinking of this, Zhu Yi couldn't help wrapping his hands around Xie Ying's waist.

Seeing that there was no response from him, Zhu Yi took Xie Ying's hand again, and she led his hand to cover her chest. After all, she couldn't do it, just put it on her lap.

Xie Ying saw what she meant, and asked, "The princess wants to repay her favor? Because I help you find the elder brother?"

"No, I just imagined what you said, giving it all to you." She put her head on Xie Ying's shoulder, feeling that this was the most reassuring place in the world, and she wanted to monopolize this man's arms for a lifetime.

After Zhu Yi said these words, he felt the more and more stalwart changes under him. She slowly turned her face again, and bit Xie Ying's apple. There was a sudden pain in her waist, and her whole body was pressed on Luohan's bed.

There was a dark fire in Xie Ying's eyes. He looked at Zhu Yi and said, "Princess, do you know what you are doing?"

"I know." Her voice was softer than usual.

Xie Ying thought for a while, and Zhu Yi was a little uneasy for a long time before he was held and changed place.

Zhu Yi's skin is so delicate that she can pinch water with just one touch. For her, the strength of Xie Ying's palm makes her feel uncomfortable no matter how light it is. Xie Ying lowered her head to taste her unique sweetness, inch by inch, watching the softness of the snow-white gradually becoming pale pink.

"It hurts, it hurts..." The girl suddenly stopped with a somewhat pleasant murmur, and hurriedly continued to make the same word.

Xie Ying only felt that the blood all over his body was pouring to that place, making two fierce vigors, but thinking that Zhu Yi was the first time, and hearing her scream in pain, he closed his eyes forcibly. After all, pity had the upper hand. After a while, he just restrained the urge to be fierce.

Zhu Yi twisted his body subconsciously, trying to escape from his control, but Xie Ying gasped, followed by a low sigh.

Zhu Yi never knew that just a low voice from a man's throat can make her feel hot and soft, and produce a strange feeling of wanting to be embraced by him.

Zhu Yi looked up at Xie Ying's face, under the dim candlelight, Xie Yingjun frowned, with a trace of trance she had never seen before, her expression was stained with love, and it was particularly moving.

Zhu Yi looked at Xie Ying with a thunderous heartbeat, and lost her mind as if she was bewitched. Although she felt uncomfortable and uncomfortable, she wanted to make Xie Ying comfortable and use herself to make him comfortable. Zhu Yi stretched out his snowy arms, shaking the neck of Xie Ying, encouraging him to continue.

"Yiyi, is it really okay?" Xie Ying looked at her and confirmed to her.

"Yeah." Zhu Yi nodded affirmatively.

Xie Ying's eyes darkened, no longer suppressing herself.

In the Furong tent, Zhu Yi’s fragmented chanting sound gradually disappeared, and the sound of her hairpin hitting the porcelain pillow, clearly and crisply, but the ups and downs at the moment are all charming, constantly reminding Zhu Yi, What she is doing with Xie Ying.

Zhu Yiben's flushed cheeks were even more embarrassed. She stretched out her fingers with difficulty, hooked over the thin silk quilt full of embroideries and scallops, and buried her face in it with no complacency. But Xie Ying didn't let it go. He pulled out the embroidered quilt, admiring Zhu Yi's fascinated face, and smiled: "Hey, don't want this, it will be breathless."

The man has a gentle tone, but he has suddenly become his style on the battlefield.

Zhu Yi's soft moan had long turned into a sobbing sobbing. She was forced to bump too intensely and her hair was loose. Xie Ying directly stretched out her hand and pulled her hairpin, and all the blue silks poured out and scattered in the snow. Between the shoulders and the water-red brocade.

Zhu Yiruo was in the turbulent tide, wave after wave, so that she had no chance to breathe, nowhere to escape, and could only bear it and be his prisoner.

When the tide faded, Zhu Yi was so exhausted that Zhu Yi had already got out of his mind. The rest of his body was unable to move. He had only a small pink mouth, which was still slightly open, letting out unconscious intermittent sobbing.

Shen Xingliu, who was guarding the door, was in a complicated mood. The princess's voice changed from a sore groan to a delicate moan, and then a weak begging for mercy. The princess's slender waist seemed to be hard to bear the elder toss for such a long time. But just listening to the sound made people's lower abdomen ablaze...it was normal that Shizi couldn't hold it inside.

The stamina of these two people is really different. Xie Ying tasted the unspeakable taste. He wanted to fight another two or three times, but he looked at Zhu Yi, with tears in his eyes and a smooth forehead. Fragrant sweat was dripping, and he gasped quickly in a faint, and couldn't bear to move her anymore.

Xie Ying asked the maid to release the water, picked up Zhu Yi, and prepared to clean her. Turning his eyes, he saw the crumpled muddy sheet under Zhu Yi and the dark red color, all telling him that the person in his arms had changed from a little girl to a woman belonging to him, and Xie Ying tightened his arms abruptly. , Said: "Yiyi, I have wronged you."

Zhu Yi finally recovered a bit. She slowly put her lips on Xie Ying's forehead, her voice was as soft as a cat cry, but everyone could hear the love in it: "Aying." She did it at all. She doesn't regret or feel wronged, she wants him.

Xie Ying reached out and turned Zhu Yi's face around, and kissed her petals-like lips.